[Oh no! Him stumbling leaves Tink vulnerable to the doohickey again, so she shoots off into the air, looking for a place high enough away that he can't get to her, leaving a trail of shimmering pixie dust in her wake.
Once she reaches a roof though? She's got her hands slammed down on her hips giving the man the telling off of a lifetime, face blazing red with indignation.]
[Action] we will have to plot this for sure! :D
Once she reaches a roof though? She's got her hands slammed down on her hips giving the man the telling off of a lifetime, face blazing red with indignation.]